#sixpence is sixpence

[pratchettquotes]

"I'm calling it the Combination Harvester," he said.

Bill Door felt very old. In fact he was very old. But he'd never felt it as much as this. Somewhere in the shadow of his soul he felt he knew, without the blacksmith explaining, what it was that the Combination Harvester was supposed to do.

OH.

"We're going to give it a trial run this afternoon up in old Peedbury's big field. It looks very promising, I must say. What you're looking at now, Mr. Door, is the future."

YES.

Bill Door ran a hand over the framework.

AND THE HARVEST ITSELF?

"Hmm? What about it?"

WHAT WILL IT THINK OF IT? WILL IT KNOW?

Simnel wrinkled his brow. "Know? Know? It won't know anything. Corn's corn."

AND SIXPENCE IS SIXPENCE?

"Exactly."

Terry Pratchett, Reaper Man

[sing-a-songofsix-pence]

it wouldve been so funny if they let david tennant use his scottish accent as 14. like nothing else changes. he just liked being scottish as 12 and it stuck. donna is convinced he's faking it.

[theshitpostcalligrapher]

sometimes adulthood is about becoming oddly excited in finding a small mom n pop grocer that will sell you honeycrisp apples at a shockingly low price

[girlkisser13]

kiss me

"so kiss me"

pairings: jason grace x fem!reader

warnings/tags: none. purely fluff.

summary: "what would it take to get the stupid guy to kiss the girl?"

jason parked his car under a sprawling oak tree, the moonlight filtering through the leaves and casting soft shadows over the dashboard. his heart was still racing from the excitement of the evening. the date had been perfect— dinner at a cozy little italian restaurant followed by a walk along the beach, the waves crashing gently under the starry sky.

sitting next to him, you were the picture of serenity, your hair framing your face perfectly as you gazed out the window.

you turned to him with a smile, your eyes sparkling in the dim light. jason handed you the aux cord, his fingers brushing against yours in the process.

"your turn," he said, his voice a little huskier than he intended. "play something you like."

you took the cord and plugged it into your phone, scrolling through your playlist. after a moment, the gentle strumming of a guitar filled the car, followed by a familiar, soothing voice. jason recognized the song instantly— "kiss me" by sixpence none the richer.

as the melody filled the car, jason glanced at you. you could feel the heat creeping up to your cheeks but your eyes remained fixed on the view outside of his car.

jason noticed that there was a certain expectation in your demeanor. the song's message was clear, and it gave him the nudge he needed.

turning to face you, he reached out and took her hand, his thumb brushing lightly over your knuckles.

"y/n," he began, his voice soft and sincere, "this has been one of the best nights of my life."

you looked up at him, your eyes wide and filled with emotion. "me too, jason. i had a wonderful time."

the song continued to play, the chorus building up to the perfect moment.

gathering his courage, jason leaned in, his breath mingling with yours. your eyes fluttered shut, your lips parting slightly in anticipation.

your lips met his in a tender kiss, slow and sweet, the world around the two of you fading into insignificance.

as the two of you pulled apart, both breathless and smiling, jason knew that this was just the beginning of something extraordinary.

jason glanced out at the view, the city lights reflecting in his eyes. "i'm really glad we did this," he said softly, squeezing your hand gently.

you leaned your head against his shoulder, feeling a sense of contentment you hadn't experienced in a long time. "me too. it feels like... like we were meant to find each other."

jason chuckled, the sound warm and comforting. "maybe we were. i don't think i've ever felt this way on a first date."

you smiled, your heart swelling with happiness. "neither have i. it's like everything just clicked."

the two of you sat in comfortable silence for a few moments, listening to the song as it played through. the lyrics seemed to echo your sentiments perfectly, capturing the magic of the evening.

[onewalkedintothehornetsnest]

Families don't have to be nuclear. Sometimes a family can be made up of you, your three weed smoking girlfriends, your child slave, and your human pet.

[oakendesk]

book cover - Song Of Sixpence - Jun 1966

Robert Bonfils

[90s-music-tourney]

[isas-bathbombs]

“So kiss me.”

THANK YOU @aevumace SO SO MUCH FOR COLLABING WITH ME 🫶 ITS BEEN SO FUN!!!

[harveyguillensource]

Harvey's all that.

[trexpel]

So kiss me

[sing-a-songofsix-pence]

i feel like the only reason ravi isn't properly a main character yet is because he is living life in a whole other genre to the rest of the 118. they're all in a soap opera and meanwhile ravi's in a sitcom and they're the co-workers he gossips about. the rest of them are having crises or being in hospitals and ravi's biggest problem is figuring out buck's dating life

[thesleepyblueocean]

Kiss me, beneath the milky twilight Lead me out on the moonlit floor Lift your open hand Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance Silver moon's sparkling So kiss me

[andy-clutterbuck]

S9 Promo | for Anon

[hywi2n]

kiss me ‎˚ ♥️ ｡ (kiss meee), down by the broken tree house . . . ୨୧

[leoreadss]

It's 3.29 am and I can't sleep cause I'm hyper-fixating on microcontrollers and fans so here goes a question for my autistic humans.

What's your current hyper-fixation?

[lilydalexf]

👽 Random X-Files Fic Rec

These fics are companion pieces focusing on events of the episode "all things," in particular on a turn in Mulder and Scully's relationship. They're beautiful. Title: The Ineffable Aura of Planet Spooky and Lover Author: sixpences (@thetwoguineabook) Summary: Iced tea and aliens. Sort of post-ep for 'all things' (by which I mean, not the sort you are thinking of). / Love is numinous. Length: 2,283 words / 2,245 words Classification: MSR Rating: Teen and up Spoilers: all things Favorite line: There was a sea-change in her eyes. It wasn't the sort of thing that anyone else would have noticed, anyone who hadn't been looking at her for too many years, making up for what he couldn't touch with the eye's subtle cartography, but somewhere between dying ex-lovers and the voice of God she'd found him a smile he had never seen before. He feels like Columbus. Read the stories: 1 and 2